Los Angeles, a villa located in a high-end neighborhood.
Simple stone carvings, a meticulously maintained garden, and through the coconut trees outside the door, one could see the exquisite European-style floor-to-ceiling windows.
Combined with the location and the surrounding environment, those who could live here were definitely rich and powerful. If they were not Hollywood stars, then they were American tycoons.
However, many people did not know that the people who lived here were not tycoons or celebrities, but a special case team set up by the LAPD to investigate the truck robbery case!
The LAPD Deputy Commissioner Martin was 1.8 meters tall, weighed 260 pounds, had a body fat percentage of 30%, and had a potbelly. He was currently holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a document in the other, looking at the handsome Brian in front of him with a puzzled expression.
"Naginitão?
Toledo's father, Owen, adopted an orphan ten years ago. According to the information, Nagini was friendly, optimistic, and had an extremely high IQ.
He had a good relationship with his teachers and classmates, and was excellent in all aspects.
Good at more than 5 musical instruments, wrote a serialized book in school, and also participated in a high school photography competition and won the first prize.
Excellent physical fitness, was a member of the LAPD High School football team, and led the team to the top 3.
Brian, why are you investigating him? "
Martin was puzzled. He had sent Brian to investigate Toledo, but why was this guy investigating Toledo's brother?
Under the puzzled gaze of Martin, Brian's eyes flashed with a hint of seriousness: "I think there's something wrong with him!"
Deputy Director Martin was stunned. He pondered for a while and then looked at Brian with displeasure, "What's wrong with you?
"Are you crazy or sick?
You're actually suspecting a high school student?
And an excellent one at that?
I know he's Asian, but you're a police officer, you can't be racist. "
Martin was black, facing a tall and handsome white man like Brian, he instinctively felt repulsed. So when Brian mentioned that he suspected Nagini, Martin subconsciously thought of racism!
In Martin's view, white people were always like this, they always thought they were the best.
As an "inferior race", Martin, who was black, did not know Nagini, but the other party's behavior of casually suspecting a person of color really made him unhappy!
Of course, if Brian had evidence, Martin would not have such suspicions.
But from all aspects, Najini was well-educated. He was a five-star student who was well-developed in all aspects. Most importantly, Najini was only 15 years old this year!
A high school student with excellent grades and a bright future. Tell me, why would he rob a truck driver?
He was only 15, without a driver's license, how could he be involved?
To be honest, at this moment, Deputy Director Martin was very dissatisfied with Agent Brian, who was sent here by the FBI!
Brian, Brian also knew what Martin was Martin.
In fact, when he suspected Nagini, Brian himself felt that it was unbelievable.
But the problem was that during the party a few days ago, the aura that flashed between Najini's eyebrows was definitely not something a fifteen-year-old high school student could possess. Through his own indirect inquiries over the past few days, Brian had a strong feeling that this fifteen-year-old high school student named Najini Tang was definitely not ordinary!
It was because he noticed that Nagini was not ordinary that this investigation was carried out.
In the face of Deputy Director Martin's doubts, Brian looked serious and said firmly, "I'm not a racist. I've seen this 15-year-old boy. I swear on my badge that there's something wrong with this high school student. There's a big problem!"
But Deputy Martin, who had already determined that Brian was biased against people of color, sneered at this moment.
"Well, since you suspect, where's your evidence?"
Brian's face stiffened, this was the most troublesome problem for him!
Because from any clues, Nagini was as clean as a piece of white paper!
This was very abnormal. Brian didn't believe that there was such a perfect person in the world. He investigated Nagini's growing environment and did a more scientific analysis of his personality growth. The final conclusion was that a child growing up in such an environment had a probability of becoming a criminal as high as 77.38%!
And in the three years that Toledo was in prison, without enough support from the family, there was still no impact on Mia and Nagini's personalities. There were only two possibilities:
Either the people of Los Angeles were simple.
Or there was something wrong with the siblings.
Based on his analysis of Mia's personality, she obviously didn't have the conditions to perfectly hide herself or even carry out conscious personality beautification.
So there was only one possibility, Nagini had a problem, and a big problem!!
However, no evidence was no evidence.
As a law enforcement officer, Brian knew very well that suspicions could only remain suspicions!
With a flash of helplessness in his eyes, Brian could only defend himself, "I don't, it's just a feeling, I think this person is very dangerous."
"Bang!"
Deputy Director Martin slammed the coffee cup on the table. His eyes flashed with impatience and anger, "Enough!
I don't want to listen to your nonsense, I just want to know how your plan is going? "
Martin finally suppressed his anger. After all, the other party was from the FBA. The law enforcement agencies in America often cooperated with each other. He didn't want to destroy the tacit understanding between the two sides because of one Brian.
But his angry tone also showed that his patience with Brian was about to reach its limit.
Looking at the angry deputy director in front of him, Brian knew that the other party didn't want to continue discussing Nagini with him. This made his eyes have a touch of helplessness.
"It's going well. The last police action already gave Toledo a preliminary trust in me. With today's incident, I believe that Toledo will have enough trust in me."
Deputy Director Martin nodded. Although he didn't like Brian in front of him, he had to admit that as an elite of the FBA, the guy in front of him still had some skills.
But thinking of the recent rumors, Deputy Director Martin's eyes flashed with a hint of warning, "I heard that you and Toledo's sister are very close?"
Brian was stunned. He inexplicably panicked, and then a wave of irritation surged in his heart.
But he hid it very well. He frowned slightly and pretended to be angry because of the doubt, "I'm a police officer, an elite of the FBA, you have to believe in my professionalism!"
His eyes stared into Brian's eyes. The two looked at each other. Deputy Director Martin, who wanted to find something, finally snorted coldly, "I hope so!"
Brian left. He still had to go to Toledo's auto parts store.
Although Toledo called him this morning and told him not to come, the batch of auto parts that was scheduled to be delivered today was intercepted by customs because of some documents.
This made Toledo suffer a heavy loss, and what made him most helpless was that the next batch of goods would not arrive in Los Angeles for at least three months.
But would Brian listen?
Moreover, all of this was in Brian's plan!
But thinking of the Mia that Deputy Director Martin mentioned at the end, Brian felt an inexplicable sense of irritation in his heart.
He had a bad guess that he might have fallen in love with Mia, but the problem was, if Toledo really had a problem, what should he do?
In the driver's seat, the irritable Brian wanted to smoke at this moment!
At the same time, unlike the irritable Brian, Nagini was in a very good mood.
In a high-end restaurant in Los Angeles, Nagini was eating a medium-rare steak. He looked at the astonished Ms. Vanessa, who was holding the contract and repeatedly looking at it. A touch of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Dear Ms. Vanessa, the steak is getting cold."
Ms. Vanessa waved her hand. She put down the contract and looked at him with a strange expression. "It's okay, Nagini. I'm really surprised. How did you get this contract?"
Cutting the last piece of steak into three pieces, Nagini's eyes flashed with a touch of helplessness. "Didn't I say before?
An elder's' friend 'is a shareholder of Twentieth Century Fox. "
However, Ms. Vanessa shook her head. Although she had read the contract many times, a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes every time she recalled the contents of the contract. "Even if he's your elder, this contract is too exaggerated. 40% of the profits. Even the top directors in Hollywood would find it difficult to get this contract."
However, Nagini shook his head. He swallowed the last piece of steak and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "It's a friend of my elder, not my elder."
Ms. Vanessa rolled her eyes. "Is there a difference?"
Nagini opened his mouth. He wanted to explain, but considering his complicated relationship with Mr. Falcone, he decided not to.
In the end, Nagini gave up.
He shook his head. "Forget it. Let's not talk about this. What should we do next?
Still go to Italy? "
Swirling the red wine in her glass, Ms. Vanessa's eyes flashed with thought. Finally, there was a sudden glint in her eyes.
"Yes, why not?
I was going to ask for a nomination, but this contract is for a shotgun!
Nagini, I have a feeling that we will hunt a golden lion! "